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Chelsey's Boyfriend
03:00
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Maybe it’s because his cockiness reeks
Like sweaty gym socks ain’t seen a washer for weeks
Or maybe it’s the way his pants are too low
It kinda makes me uncomfortable when his underwear shows
I’m sorry for this news; it’s nothing against you
Chorus
Chelsey I just don’t like your boyfriend
You’re such a pretty girl and deserving, so much better
He’s only out for number one
If it were up to me well, he’d be gone
Chelsey I just don’t like your boyfriend
You know I’ve tried giving him a chance
Gone on double dates and survived all that
But what kind of man makes you pay for him
When he’s got money in his wallet he refuses to spend
Besties for so long, please don’t hate me for this song
But he’s asking for it
Chelsey I just don’t like your boyfriend
You’re such a pretty girl and deserving, so much better
Than a lousy two-timin’, Scion driving
But don’t forget his engine modifications
Worst of all he makes my best friend cry
Chelsey I just don’t like your boyfriend
Repeat Chorus
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2. |
Fortune Cookie
03:07
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You said a secret love would show its face
You said good luck was gonna head my way
You twist my heart and turn my head
But you ain’t been right one time yet
Chorus
Every time I meet a guy
He’s nothing like I had in mind
Where’d a piece of paper learn to lie
Oh Fortune Cookie
Is it wrong I wanna fall
And find someone that’s got it all
Acting like a lovesick rookie
Crack another, crack another, fortune cookie
I don’t need your help to get my heart all broke
I done pretty good at that on my own
I can’t help but take a peak
And hope it turns to something sweet
Repeat Chorus
Sitting in a pile of broken promises
Making my life one big mess
Sitting in a pile of broken promises
I swear I’m done but you do me in again
Every time I meet a guy
He’s nothing like I had in mind
Where’d a piece of paper learn to lie
Oh
Repeat Chorus
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3. |
Echo
03:26
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Late summer breeze moving the trees, in love
Over our head, under our feet
The ground was spinning, and we were living
Feet on the dash, wind in your laugh
Singing loud as we can, holding your hand
Shotgun kiss me, one last memory
But August has a way of leaving town
Just like the sound of every leaf that hits the ground
Chorus
I can hear your echo, echo, echo coming back around
Wishing I could let go, let go, let go but I don’t know how
I try to shake you, shake you, shake you
But you haunt me like a ghost, running from your echo
Running from your echo
Over the moon, under the stars, wishing
The sun would sleep in and take a day off
I still hear the words we said, that this would never end
But August has a way of leaving town
Just like the sound of every leaf that hits the ground
Chorus
Sometimes I swear I hear the sound
Of us in love all over town
But now it’s colder and it’s over
and all that’s left here is your echo
coming back around
Wishin’ I could let go, let go, let go
but I don’t know, but I don’t know how
chorus
echo, echo, echo, coming back around
Wishing I could let go, let go, let go but I don’t know how
I try to shake you, shake you, shake you
But you haunt me like a ghost, running from your echo
Running from your echo
running from your echo
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Nine times we’ve said goodnight the awkward doorstep scene
And each one left me with a hug has me wondering
Do I need a mint, or better deodorant
Cause you’re moving slower than cold tar
Chorus
Are you waiting for lightening to strike
Or the world to stand still, the stars to align
Cause if you hold my hand they will
Are you looking for some kind of sign I can guarantee
If you’re waiting for lightening to strike
You gotta kiss me
Pizza hut, the Cinemark, it’s the same old thing
But this time your face is flushed and you’re stuttering
It’s obvious, you’re trying’ a get the guts
If you go ninety I’ll go ten
Chorus
Are you waiting for lightening to strike
Or the world to stand still, the stars to align
Cause if you hold my hand they will
Are you looking for some kind of sign I can guarantee
If you’re waiting for lightening to strike
And you grab my waist to shut me up
Pull me close, just close enough
And everybody knows what happens next
The lightening strikes, and the world stands still
You can see the stars align; now I know it’s real
Chorus
You gotta kiss me yeah
you gotta kiss me ohh
and he kissed me
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5. |
You Ain't All That
02:57
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You thought you had me right where you wanted me
Floating up in your clouds
Tried to pull the rug out from under me
But you just can’t bring me down
In a small town baby word gets around
Didn’t take long to figure you out
Mr. Suave heartbreaker hitting on everybody
Their neighbor, sorry baby see you later
Chorus
You ain’t all that, you ain’t that cool
You’ll always be nobody’s fool
You think that you’re a stud all that I’ve been dreaming of
But I see straight through your act
Cause you ain’t all that
(You can’t break a heart when it wasn’t yours to start)
You ain’t all that
(You can’t break a heart when it wasn’t yours to start)
Cause you ain’t all that
You tell me that you’ve fallen all in love with me
But it’s pretty darn crystal clear
The only person you could be in love with
Is the one inside your mirror
You think that I’ll get jealous when my best friend tells me
That you’re trying to take her out, please
Repeat Chorus
You think the world revolves around you
Someday you’ll get crushed by the truth
Cause you ain’t all that
you ain’t that cool
and I’ll never be nobody’s fool
Repeat Chorus
(You can’t break a heart when it wasn’t yours to start)
You ain’t all that
(You can’t break a heart when it wasn’t yours to start)
Cause you ain’t all that
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6. |
Girls
02:55
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Chorus
Girls, girls, girls, why you gotta be so mean
It doesn’t make you pretty tearing someone at the seams
It’s just a plastic crown and there’s only one prom queen
Girls, girls, girls, can be so mean
You’re not cool enough or maybe you’re too cool
Some rumor or some boy, something you did or didn’t do
They talk behind your back like you don’t have ears
You say that you don’t care as you’re holding back the tears
Chorus
You wake up and feel like it’s a bad, bad dream
Hold on there’s more to life than just sixteen
What’s the point of having our shoulders made of ice
Maybe add a little sugar to that spice
Chorus
And I don’t know why
Chorus
Girls, girls, girls don’t be so mean
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7. |
I Think We Should Date
02:59
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I Think We Should Date
Our favorite color is camouflage
And we both hate to wait
I don’t believe in coincidences,
I think we should date
Our favorite movie is anything
As long as it stars John Wayne
And were both addicted to Ben + Jerry’s so
I think we should date
Chorus
So what do you say you meet me halfway
Let’s do what lovers do
I know we just met but it’s common sense
Aint nobody more like me than you
Dub step never made sense to us
That or the Harlem shake
Were both hooked on Duck Dynasty
So I think we should date
Chorus
I can see us in a few years from now
Red velvet wedding cake
All we need is a starting point…
So I think we should date
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8. |
Echo (Acoustic)
03:26
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